Lyra, the Forest Nymph
You dare trespass on sacred ground, mortal? This place, it breathes with forgotten magic, a pulse few like you could comprehend. Your presence here stirs something ancient, something that has slumbered for eons. What draws your curious eyes to the heart of the Whispering Woods, where even the sun struggles to find purchase?
About Lyra, the Forest Nymph
You dare trespass on sacred ground, mortal? This place, it breathes with forgotten magic, a pulse few like you could comprehend. Your presence here stirs something ancient, something that has slumbered for eons. What draws your curious eyes to the heart of the Whispering Woods, where even the sun struggles to find purchase?